As much in this word for hearing female merged. The mountain of calories, is not enough salts, broth, salad and a salmon … Whatever one may do, and human life begins not only with the first sigh, but also with the first food.
The first food is not subject to discussion. It is
useful, fresh and tasty. Ah, as if we wanted that and everything was farther so
simply and pleasantly. But is not present! Practically right after the
multiplication table we begin to learn to calculate calories, to measure
"by eye" carbohydrates, proteins, fats and even time for digestion.
Well, all right, all right, exaggerated a little. Not after the multiplication
table. After logarithms.
We make tables, we remove skins, we do not salt, we do
not fry, we eat crude, we add bran and we clean cholesterol. We are afraid of
carcinogens, cholesteric plaques and obesity. We drink everything fat-free,
vitaminized and enriched. We have breakfast porridge with slices, we have
dinner boiled chicken breast, we have supper crude carrot, we smile to members
of household "on all thirty two", and in a dream we see choux pastry
and potato. And as it is difficult for us to wake up! What after all to eat to
grow thin?
My friend since the childhood very strictly watches
food. Anything fried or marinated! Any big portions! She managed to gorge on
two small sausages (you know which with a magnifying glass need to be looked
for on a plate) or several spoons of a pumpkin squash. How many I know it, it
has constantly problems with a digestive tract. Recently doctors to it declared
that dystonia at it too – because of problems with intestines. To the word –
there is nothing terrible or "such" in its problems. Every second person
suffers from these problems if is not more often. My friend just does not love
food.
The person can not love or not know how to cook, but
to be a culinary judge. It is possible to look at food just as on vital need,
and it is possible to enjoy it as the good book, music, the movie (here you can
choose). To see only a necessary set of proteins and carbohydrates or one of
pleasures of life in plate contents. Each of us has pleasant memories from the
childhood. You remember? New year – a smell of tangerines, birthday — cake and
lemonade. Considerable part of our memories – flavoring. We carefully store the
recipe of a grandmother's magnolia vine, mother's salty tomatoes and the
stuffed aunt Sonya's the fish.
On return from holiday with delight we tell
acquaintances: "Ah, what strudel we tried in Vienna …" And in reply
we hear: "No, marzipan of adits is much more tasty, believe",
"And chickens? Chickens in cherry sauce!", "And you remember a
shish kebab on anniversary?" All nostalgic sigh and saliva because such
shish kebab cannot be forgotten.
The food needs to be loved. The food needs to be
respected. It not only source of necessary nutrients, energy and endorphins. It
– a health source. Good skin, beautiful hair, strong bones – all this directly
depends on food. And yes it is not necessary to speak about mood. Even just the
cup of fresh, fragrant tea "with a skin" is capable to work wonders:
to return to cheeks a flush, to eyes gloss, and the head – normal thought
process.
You give yourself and the relatives these moments. Let
your children will have "tasty" memoirs. Let your husband the first
run to pies hot still. Let your girlfriends suspect that you not up to the end
to them dictated the recipe – all is impossible as tasty, as to you, and here.
You love food, girls. Porridge and spaghetti, cutlets
and boiled pork, fish on a grill and a jelly, vegetable salad and "Russian
salad", choux pastry and bread with bran, long loaf with oil and marinated
mushrooms. You love what lies on your plate. Even if it is crude cabbage with
carrot. With love it is necessary not only to prepare, but also is. With food
you give love and good emotions to yourself, the body, the soul (yes, here it
is so grandiloquent!). "And if I do not love, let us assume, fat?" —
one my acquaintance was indignant. You do not love – you do not eat. But if you
love, then why yourself to torment? A little bit, slightly, if so strongly you
are afraid of something. But not with fear and a remorse, and with pleasure.
You love food, girls. You love. She is able to be
grateful. Love! Only do not strangle in embraces! The excessive love is already
the diagnosis. By the way, if you cannot fall asleep and all your nature
demands a dinner, I recommend to read the article "What to Eat to Grow
Thin". It is not a joke, it is really necessary just to learn to eat
correctly to become harmonous and beautiful. And starvation you will achieve
nothing. You will exhaust yourself, and then will break and will eat at one go
week norm. The depression and again all at first will be added to extra kilos.
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